Father and daughter chapter 2_(0)
The next morning Martin wakes up and sees his daughter snuggled up against him and wishes that he didn’t have to wake her up but does anyway.
“Taylor,” He says, “Taylor, sweetie it’s time to get up you have classes to get to.”
Taylor starts to wake up and moans in protest, and argues that she doesn’t want to get up and go to classes. Although Taylor’s protests are fake she gets up anyway, showers then dresses in her uniform for classes.
After spending all day in classes Taylor wants to get back to her dorm as fast as possible so she can spend more time with her daddy. As she heads home a car stops and rolls down a window near her.
“Hey sexy,” Taylor greets, “What’s up?”
“Well hello,” the stranger replies, “I’m supposed to find the gym but I seem to be lost would you help me find it?”
“Tell me the name,” Taylor challenges, “and I’ll try to help you out.”
“I think,” the stranger tilts his head, “I think it’s called John A. Hall. This is John A. Hall high school right?”
“Sure is sweet thing,” Taylor flirts, “mind if I get in? I can take you right to it.”
“Why of course not.” The stranger replies while opening the door.
“Need a little help there?” Taylor asks when she sees the tent in the man’s pants.
“Depends on how old you are darling.” The stranger drawls.
“Old enough to handle whatever you got.” Taylor shoots back. “Why? Don’t you want something young?”
“Well honey,” the stranger starts, “I like them young but I like them legal if you catch my drift.”
“I’m legal.” Taylor laughs.
After hearing this, the stranger puts the car in gear and follows Taylor’s directions.
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